Jana Hunter

Black Heaven

Jana Hunter


She reigns.
Swells in your belly.
Suit of champagne,
Foie gras and jelly.

Far out in the sky, 
a Black Diamond Haven.

A skull is a bone in the head of the raven.

Blood on the grail 
Draws flies to the basement.

True love is writ with a stick in the pavement.

Gross alligator--
Hit him with sticks,
Break all his bones so that he can't get fixed.

Tell me to never, ever, wake-up.
Put burning hot, burning hot coals in my tent.

Kids run loose,
Buck-wild and unkempt.
This is a dream that I always have dreamt.
And I always have dreamt, and I always have dreamt.